On the border with Turkey or Pakistan -
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The band is neutral. |
To the right, where the bushes are, -
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Our border guards with our captain,
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And on the left side are their posts.
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Chorus: And on the neutral strip there are flowers -
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Extraordinary beauty!
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The captain's bride decided to live together.
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Rolled up, says: “Honey! |
This and that…"
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You should at least give a bouquet of flowers to the bride ...
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What is a wedding without flowers? |
Drinking, and that's all!
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To their boss, exactly on the agenda,
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The woman also rolled up - whim flew in.
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He also speaks "darling", only in Turkish,
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There will be a wedding, he says, a wedding - and a Sabbath!
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Our border guards are brave guys -
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Three volunteered to go, with the captain with them.
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How could they know that the Asians
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We decided that same night to hit the flowers ...
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Drunk on the smell of flowers, the captain of the dead,
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Well, their captain is drunk as well.
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He fell into the flowers, gasping in Turkish.
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And, in Russian, shouting "mother ...", the captain collapsed.
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The captain is sleeping, and he dreams
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That they opened the border like a gate in the Kremlin.
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He didn't even need a foreign country -
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He wanted to walk through no man's land.
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Why not? |
After all, the earth is a draw,
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She's neutral! |